DON'T BEG ME NOW, MR. ARMSTRONG
Five years ago, on her birthday, Joan Lancaster was served with divorce papers by the one man whom she had loved with every fiber of her being. The same man who had sworn to protect her, cherish her, and never betray her, Dean Armstrong. He cast her aside without remorse, replacing her with his secretary and stripping her of everything but her dignity.
Broken, wounded, and abandoned, Joan disappeared into the night with secrets only she knew, only to return five years later as a different woman. No longer the trembling, forgiving wife Dean once knew, Joan stepped back into his world as the untouchable Ice Queen, a woman whose rise to power had struck fear in the hearts of the Chicago businessmen.
But she wasn't just back, she was back for revenge. And she wasn't going to stop until she stripped her ex-husband of everything that made his name. Once a powerful man, Dean found himself begging the woman he once discarded. The woman who now had the strings to his life and could do with him as she pleased.
In a world where love had once broken her, Joan would prove one thing: some women don’t come back to be loved. They come back to be feared.
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Chapter: 005I blinked innocently at him. "Mr. Armstrong. Surprised seeing you here." "You're surprised? You aren't even supposed to be here," he growled. "I'd have thought you'd have moved on after divorcing me and disappearing for five years. But no. You came back and found a way to get close to me, as you did before." I just smiled at that. I was almost certain I was starting to look crazy by then. I had to admit, I was expecting him to confront me, but I hadn't expected it so soon, and definitely not on a table that was slowly getting occupied by most of the richest men and women in Chicago. I expected more... class. But I guess not. I smoothed a hand over my dress and sat straighter. "I don't eat leftovers, Mr. Armstrong." Not anymore, at least. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but," I tilted my head, "I believe I passed your seat on my way here. You came all the way here just to talk to me." His jaw clenched, and his expression grew more furious. Behind him, I noticed a powerful-looking man a
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Chapter: 004~~Brandon~~I never attended events with partners.That rule was there for a reason, and has never been bent. Not for convenience, not for appearances, not for pressure. It kept expectations low and helped me avoid the whole female drama. You take one to an important gathering, and suddenly, you guys become inevitable. I would've known, I'd learned the hard—and uncomfortable—way. Plus, people speculated less when you gave them nothing to work with.Which was why I knew something was wrong the moment my grandfather summoned me privately.Victor poured two glasses of whiskey and handed me one.“You’ll escort her tomorrow,” he said as soon as I met him in his home office.He'd sprung up the information on me minutes ago, and he expected me to be fine with it so easily. Meanwhile, he knew my golden rule. Luckily, I knew how to let only the emotions I wanted to show on my face. As much as it annoyed me, it wasn't Joan's fault my grandad felt entitled enough to think he could control my a
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Chapter: 003~Four years, seven months later~“Again!” my little boy demanded, breathless and grinning.I smiled despite myself, spreading out my arms. “One last time.”I'd just spun him around as compensation for winning him at a game of chess, and I was breathless and tired, but saying no to my baby was almost impossible. His grin widened, and he bounced excitedly in his spot. My life wasn't perfect, but in moments like these with my four-year-old son, I felt I was exactly where I needed to be. I wasn't, not even close. I hadn't even started half of the journey I spent almost five years training my mind and body for, yet. Victor stood nearby, hands clasped behind his back, watching us. His presence had never wavered over the years. When training me to be who I needed to be, he was rough. When I was sad, he was comforting. And when my son needed something like a father figure, he was there. He was everything I didn't know I needed. When I’d discovered I was pregnant—six months after the div
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Chapter: 002My husband always had a thing for his secretaries. Some men liked older women, some men had no control of who they slept with, some liked them short, some tall, but my husband... my husband liked his secretaries. And he changed them like ragdolls whenever he was done with them. With the first two women, I thought his affairs were mistakes... Just an urge he had those two moments. But the third time, I found out it was a pattern. "You should be grateful I only cheat with my secretaries." That was what he'd said to me when I caught him in his office. You'd think I'd have left after that, or the fourth or fifth one, but I hadn't. I loved him too much to leave, and I thought that if I loved him hard enough, my love was going to make him change... Maybe he was even going to go back to his past, loving self. It got to a point, I learned to ignore. I even started deleting the pictures of his affairs that an anonymous account always sent to me. As long as he came back to me at the
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Chapter: 001He was late. Again. My husband had reserved a seat for us at one of the most expensive restaurants in the city for my birthday. He had his secretary send me the reservation spot and everything I needed to know, and he said he’ll meet me here. But it had been an hour—I checked my watch again—sorry, an hour and ten minutes, but had not yet arrived. To some extent, I wondered why I was surprised. He was always late to activities that required us to spend time together. And that was if he even showed up at all. The waiter approached me again. “Ma’am, it’s been an hour. If you don’t order something, you’ll have to leave.” I gave her a tight-lipped smile. “I will.” I tugged on my bracelet chain. “I will… just ten more minutes. The person’s gonna be here soon, I promise.” I purposely didn't tell her I was waiting for my husband. The pitiful looks I’d received for the last thirty minutes were enough, I didn’t need more. “Ma’am—” “Leave us.” A voice cut her off. The voice I’d be
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I Fell In Love With A Ghost
"This realm is your only chance of coming back to life in the mortal world, and if you attract those consequences, take note that you will die.”
“Death?” I ask, mostly to myself. And to the voice, “What do you mean by 'I’m on my way to death'?”
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Nova was having a bad day, and all she wanted was for the day to end already. But the universe seemed to have misunderstood her wish, because not only did her day not end, but she met with an accident that left her in a coma.
As if that wasn't bad enough, she became trapped in a dimension between life and death, where she had to face a series of trials that would determine if she wakes... or fades from existence.
Enter Zephyr, the spirit assigned to guide her to the light – her recovery.
The spirit who never tried to disguise his want for her failure.
The spirit she should've never fallen in love with.
But in a world where survival is determined by the number of challenges a soul can conquer, the heart still found its way around love.
With her complicated feelings in an already complicated world, Nova must decide what she's truly fighting for – her life, or the one being who's capable of ending it.
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In a short time, the remaining one hundred and twelve souls are pushed out. When we’re complete and standing, a voice – different from on the bus – greets us.
“Welcome, Souls, to the survival games.”
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Chapter: 012: Nightmare "Get what done with?" He sighs tiredly. "Your test... Your death. Whatever you want it to be. Your choice." He brushes by me, and I instinctively step away. But not without noticing his scent. The perfume Chris wore all the time. It makes me yearn for him even more. "You coming?" he calls, and I realize he's already by the mirror, a hand stretched toward me. I hesitate, watching his hand warily. "Jesus, Nov," he hisses. "Stop acting like I'm gonna kill you."It's not my fault I'm hesitant. He is going to kill me if he gets the chance. He's literally designed to do so. But remembering what Zephyr said about wasting time, I take his hand. He smirks, and then he drags me through the mirror. I scream, the cuts inflicted by Allison earlier feeling like my skin is being pulled from my body as we pass through portals of light. When we stop traveling and everything settles, I discover that we're back at Chris's house."You want to know why your self-motivation is important? You're g
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Chapter: 011: ChrisLaughter resounds in the space, from all the mirrors. Something stabs my right arm, sending pain shooting through the area. "Please," I beg. Again, I'm met with laughter. "I told you," The reflection behind me grips my hair tightly, pulling my head back. "You shouldn't have touched the water."When her grip loosens, I feel my hair out of its bun. Before I can touch it, something drops on my lap. I look down. A bundle of my hair. "I gave you a haircut," the Allison in front of me says. "You needed it."I blindly feel the back of my head, wincing through the pain from lifting my arm. My hair... Half the length is gone. Allison's image in the mirror in front of me fades, leaving behind my broken, bloodied reflection. I look like I've been through hell. I feel like I've been through hell. Her voice sounds from behind me. "You should be grateful. Your hair looked terrible before." She giggles. "I helped you fix it, and you should thank me."I remain quiet, glaring. I hate her,
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Chapter: 010: The lake of mirrorsInstinctively, I reach out to touch her, but my hand makes contact with the cold glass instead. Her image fades. Her giggles come from somewhere else in the room – probably another mirror – but I don’t bother following it this time. I remember what my spirit guide had said earlier about my feelings, and I quickly wipe my eyes, calling out for him. “Zephyr? Are you here?”“What do you think?” His voice drips with boredom as he appears in the mirror I'm facing. “Where am I?”“The lake of mirrors,” he answers. “A part of the illusion realm. Just like before, you have to confront the important people and events in your life. In this realm, you will fight memories. Not all are real, but they appear real. Your task is to figure out what isn't.”“How do I know the ones that aren’t real?” Expecting the usual, “…Figure it out” answer, I’m surprised when he says, “Your gut. It’s the only thing that you should trust.”“But what if my gut is wrong?”A beat passes in silence. Then, “This is t
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Chapter: 009: Zephyr "No!" I cry. Yanking my hand from his grip, I try to run back, through the barrier of light. But once again, he stops me. "Why won't you just let me say goodbye?!" He takes his time answering. "I can take you back if you wish," he says evenly. "Then you will remain in a world designed to use your desires to destroy you." I swipe at my eyes angrily. "You're heartless." "Yes. Unlike you souls, I do not have a heart." His tone doesn't waver. "I don't act stupidly based on feelings. I am not naive. I think before I act. I do not let feelings guide decisions that determine fate.” His face stays neutral, but there's something else in his eyes – anger, maybe, or restraint. “Everything I do is planned, structured. That's why I'm superior to you. That's why, when I make a decision that could save your life – even if your feelings get in the way – I do it." I scoff but say nothing. Instead, I sink to the floor – or whatever passes for a floor here – and rest my chin on my knees. The next fe
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Chapter: 008:I’m sorry Before I can stop myself, I scream. He laughs menacingly, stepping inside. “You want to leave us? After bringing us here?”I take a step back. “You’re not even real,” my voice trembles, my vision blurred with tears.He takes one further. “I’m right here, princess. If I wasn’t, would you be able to feel this-”His fingers lengthen, taking a claw-like shape as he tries to grab me. I move back, frantic, looking for a way of escape. But the walls only seem to be closing in around me. Right when he's about to get to me, the walls close in on us.For a moment, there’s only darkness.The air thickens, and each breath comes harder than the last. I press a hand to my chest, fighting for what little air I can draw in.Then, suddenly, everything snaps back to normal.I gasp, filling my lungs as much as I can. When my breathing steadies, I look around.I’m in the kitchen again. Everything looks the same, yet somehow the place feels different, more… alive.Before I can figure out what’s changed
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Chapter: 007:You’re not real! 2I drop my fork, gasping. “Are you sure you're–”“I said I’m fine!” I snap. Tears of frustration gather in my eyes. “I’m sorry. I’m just... I’m sorry.”To prove it, I pick the fork back up and force a bite of pancake into my mouth.My senses prick as the food settles in my mouth. It’s bland and dry… crusty, even.I try not to wince as I chew. Apparently, I don’t hide it well enough, as Dad notices. “Don’t you like the food, princess?”I force myself to swallow. It feels like more of a punishment than relief, something grating against the walls of my throat. It burns, as if I've swallowed tiny pieces of glass. This time, I don’t try to hide the wince. “Water,” I rasp, clutching my throat. “I need water.”Instead of getting it for me, Mom places her hand over mine, squeezing tightly. Her head tilts. “What’s wrong, dear? Don’t you like pancakes anymore?”A chill races down my spine.I try to pull away, but her grip tightens.My gaze flickers to my father. He’s looking at me in the s
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